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Bai Xin sipped her hot coffee and said leisurely, "It's backed by me."

Upon hearing this, Xu Musen suddenly felt so moved he was almost in tears. Alright, once again, he was shamelessly relying on someone else's support!

"Auntie Bai, you're really kind, but I heard that the entrepreneurial fund is supposed to be 100,000 yuan?"

Bai Xin gave him a look and said, "This 50,000 yuan is only approved because of me, and it's paid out in installments each month."

"It's enough, more than enough, thank you, Auntie Bai."

Xu Musen nodded, even a mosquito's leg is meat; having some is better than none.

The right time and place for starting a business were now all aligned.

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Xu Musen had already experienced the hard-working spirit cultivated by military training in his past life.

The military training period is when all the first-year students are most concentrated, and the traffic is at its peak. This is the best time to do promotions because the effort pays off double.

The negotiations with the cafeteria stores didn't go as well as Xu Musen had hoped.

The main reason was that this type of food delivery service wasn't popular yet.

Plus, with only two or three cafeterias on campus, students didn't have many options, so many shop owners were reluctant to give up even a sliver of profit.

Xu Musen was in no hurry.

This world is driven by lazy people.

It's said that people in the past were hardworking because they had no other choice.

Just like how he remembered his mother always insisted that clothes weren't clean unless they were hand-washed instead of machine-washed.

But after the automatic washing machine was bought, she never mentioned hand-washing again.

Ordering takeout is the same. Once people enjoy the convenience of having their meals delivered right to their mouths and it becomes a habit, the rest is easy.

When it comes to running errands, Li Rundong and Zhou Hangyu still lacked a bit, so he would have to take charge himself.

"Auntie Bai, may I ask for one more thing from you?"

"Speak."

Bai Xin looked at him, with his thick brows and handsome features, but why did she always feel it was a bit sleazy whenever he talked about making money?

"Well, about the military training, you see if you can perhaps..."

"I can't help with that."

Bai Xin shook her head decisively. Military training counted for credits, and of course, for some people, it didn't matter.

But without a good reason, the college couldn't justify it either.

She looked at Xu Musen, recalling what Liu Rushuang had mentioned the other day.

It was clear that her best friend truly regarded this young man as a future son-in-law.

It's just that this guy spent every day with another girl named An Nuannuan.

The romantic relationships of these young people seem so much richer than hers.

She took a sip of coffee, her eyes and brows shifted slightly as she slowly began, "The school has a policy that unless it's for medical reasons, such as a disability or frequent heat strokes due to frail health, one can apply to postpone military training."

Xu Musen listened, exchanged a look with Bai Xin, and said, "Auntie Bai, I understand!"

"Go on."

Bai Xin handed him the school's approval documents, waved him off, and motioned for him to leave.

Xu Musen returned to his dorm all the way.

He shared his ambitions to start a company at the university.

The three guys listened with great interest – boys of this age never lacked the energy to crowd around something exciting.

"But none of us have any experience; what if we mess it up..."

Ma Yaxing scratched his head in worry, and Zhou Hangyu and Li Rundong were also a bit nervous.

"No problem, nobody is born a genius. We all start somewhere," Xu Musen said with a smile.

As the saying goes, a single tree does not make a forest. Xu Musen's energy was finite, and although the three guys in the dorm were a bit offbeat, they each had their strengths.

Ma Yaxing was reliable and well-suited for behind-the-scenes work.

Li Rundong's family had connections in the system. Although he tended to be subservient, he was usually meticulous in his work.

As for Zhou Hangyu, despite his playboy demeanor, he could mix well wherever he went. His family was in business, and he had been exposed to that environment since childhood, making him well-suited for running errands.

Xu Musen listed their strengths, and while doing so, he painted a tantalizing picture.

The three of them were left somewhat floating on cloud nine.

"There's no such thing as garbage in this world, only resources that are in the wrong place. If three cobblers get together, they'll amount to a Zhuge Liang," Xu Musen chuckled as he patted their shoulders.

"When you put it that way, I feel like I could really do something... wait a minute, who the hell are you calling a cobbler?"

"I've always felt like you're mocking me!" Li Rundong and Zhou Hangyu said, hopping mad.

"Haha, don't sweat the small stuff. Just trust me, if you work hard during this period, forget everything else; you'll each have your own fancy car before you graduate from university. Hell, you might even have enough for a wife and a house."

Xu Musen expertly resumed painting his alluring picture.

"In a place as expensive as Hu Hai, I dare not dream of buying a house, just earning some pocket money to live a bit lavishly would be enough."

"At the very least, if I find a girlfriend in the future, I won't have to go begging at home for money to rent a hotel room."

"Heh, I actually just want to buy a computer first..."

"That's all the ambition you have."

Zhou Hangyu lit a cigarette, already lost in his future fantasies: "In the future, we'll be calling the shots at Hu Hai University. I'll be known as Hu Hai's Daniel Wu!"

"I'll be the Nicky Wu of the Central Plains, then!"

"I'm the Jiao Enjun of Henan."

"You look more like Jiao Enjun's watchdog Rhubarb, hahaha."

Listening to their banter, Xu Musen couldn't help but laugh, "I do know a combo that suits you guys perfectly. Why don't you guys call yourselves 'Gan, Wen, Cui'?"